Kid Abuse, Should Stay, A-Loose! Poem by Michael Gale

Ever get kicked in your head, real hard by a pair of Army Combat boots? ...
Ever get punched in the gut as a young child?

Was it because, you were mean, or wild? ...
Did you ever wish, at the time, you had guns, that shoots?

Be glad, that as a child, you were not hurt...
With, by your elders, you were only treated curt.

Did you ever run away? ...
Away, you wished, you'd, always stay.

Away from all those boots and fist's...
Away, far, as if, deep-a mist.

Away, from pain and all, hurt feelings...
Away, you'd stay-beyond, all, miss-dealings.

To to the 'shores of never-hurt'...
No more feeling, as if, I burnt.

Free to soar the skies real wide...
Like a bird, never pried.

Pain of heart, should never-ache...
Of thine sorrow, tasted, we'd, take.

For the 'morrow, hath gone bye...
Grief, in sorrow-Be yet- shy.